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some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs
* body language masterlist
* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does
* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes
* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said
* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again
* some more body language help
(hope this helps some ppl)
If you’re ever worried about whether your writing is too self indulgent, I just want you to remember that Sharknado had 5 sequels. I’m only partway through watching Sharknado 6: It’s About Time, but already they’ve traveled through time and ridden a pteronadon into a Sharknado so they could use the magic teleportation portal inside of it to travel forward in time to King Arthur’s time, where they are currently battling a Sharknado full of fire-breathing dragon sharks with Excalibur, which is a chainsaw sword that calls lightning. You’re fine. In fact, be a little more self indulgent if anything, because I am having a BLAST watching this specifically because I can see how much fun the writers were having.
Love is a Fragile Dance- Song Fic
Authors notes: Okay! I’ve never written a song fic before but I figured it would be fun! But please be cautious because this has some possibly triggering topics (De//th, car crash, dr//nking)
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He's three drinks down and he's driving fast He's calling her up, but she took a cab
Saeyoung was furious. He was never one for drinking, but he couldn't handle another day like this. To make matters worse he couldn't believe she'd just leave him like that. He knew she knew how hard this time was for him, it'd been so long since he'd seen his brother, and today would be another painful anniversary of that day.
Back to their one room apartment Back to where it all started
The only place she knew in this town was the apartment from not-so long ago. Rika's apartment. He sped up, hoping to catch her before she did something she'd regret. He knew she had nowhere else to go but that God-forsaken apartment. He should've destroyed it the minute she left to live with him, he thought.
Walking up to the doorway Walking in just to realize She was long gone 'fore he got there Broken glass in the bathroom
His heart raced, and he avoided the glass shards that littered the floor. Whether she'd acted in outrage or the hacker got his hands on her, he didn't know, but he wouldn't let that mystery go unsolved for long. He couldn't let her go. Couldn't let her get hurt because of him. Not anymore.
Love is such a fragile dance This love is such a fragile dance
Sometimes he wondered if it was even worth it to keep her in his life. He felt like she only stayed with him because of his threat about the bomb. This argument proved it, he figured. If she would run off any chance they argue, maybe she never wanted to be here in the first place. But he was too selfish to let her go.
She's wondering if she was right to Leave before they got that Chance to talk it all over In a text message he wrote her
The arguments were too much. She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared. The hacker was after them, Saeyoung just got more and more closed off and angry with her. She needed to escape from all of the stress. But was it the right thing to do? Should she have just stayed and let him get everything off his chest? He was stressed, he was scared. But he only hurt her, pushing her away; the more he insisted any closeness would do it first. Even his texts were passive aggressive.
"Love is such a fragile dance Our love is such a fragile dance"
Constant reminders. They weren't supposed to fall in love, yet even after confessing, they still walked a thin wire trying to "make it work". They pretended well.
And no one knew that they were on the edge Cause life is short and love is sweet, so love until you're dead
The RFA members had no clue. Flirts in the chatroom, but never aloud; and loving words that never surfaced in reality. They thought everything was fine.
And no one knew that they were on the edge Cause life is short and love is sweet, so love until you're dead
The façade was cracking but lies came easy to him. Acting became her everyday skill. Nobody could know. But truth be told, she knew they were running out of time to make it work. She knew it could all be gone in an instant.
He's three drinks down and he's driving fast She's calling him back now he's reaching
Finally, they could talk. Finally they could work this out. Maybe they could save their relationship. Maybe they can make this work, and take it all back.
Car tires are screeching Car horns are screaming
He wanted to try, for her. He said he'd die for her.
He's wondering if he was right to Pick a fight just to argue
He just wanted to prove that she didn't really love him. He never wanted any of this to happen.
But he can't take it back now The last message he sent out Life is such a fragile dance This life was such a fragile dance
Tears spilled onto her screen. Her call unanswered, his texts, the last words. He seemed to know. And yet, he couldn't stop it. She could never take back what she'd said. But did he know what was important? Did he know she never hated him?
Love is such a fragile dance Their love was such a fragile dance And no one knew that they were on the edge
Now he'd never know. She could never tell him. It was all her fault, and she couldn't tell him. She would live with this burden, this secret. They could never know they were struggling. They could never know she was the reason his beloved car became nothing more than rubble, and he- a memory.
Cause life is short and love is sweet so love until you're dead And no one knew that they were on the edge Cause life is short and love is sweet so love until you're dead
They never could vow "Till death do us part". They never would've meant this soon.
She's three drinks down and she's crying
Three down. Just like him. He knew better, and still he went driving. Why? Why hadn't she stopped him?
No fight is worth fighting
She was angry. Of course she wouldn't stop him.
No fight is worth dying
But she should've.
But all love is worth fighting for
He was going to see her. He was trying to explain, to change. He wanted to keep her safe, yet she still ran. She killed him. If she hadn't left him there...
And no one knew that they were on the edge Cause life is short and love is sweet so love until you're dead And no one knew that they were on the edge Cause life is short and love is sweet so love until you're dead So love until you're dead So love until you're dead
Okay I realized why it messed up- When I changed my @ it changed the routing link (duh) and since I had the link set to BEFORE I changed my name, it was routing to the old tumblr name with the stories lol. But it should be all fixed now!
And with that, I will continue writing and posting the ones I was planning to write and post
It has just occurred to me that for some reason my masterlist isn’t working?? So I’m going to try to go through and reroute the masterlist links to the actual posts. I didn’t realize sooner but I don’t know when it disconnected. It shouldn’t give any notification spam, but I apologize in advance if it does
It has just occurred to me that for some reason my masterlist isn’t working?? So I’m going to try to go through and reroute the masterlist links to the actual posts. I didn’t realize sooner but I don’t know when it disconnected. It shouldn’t give any notification spam, but I apologize in advance if it does
you know that character you love so much? (you know – the one from that movie you always watch when you’re feeling sad the one from that show you’ve seen so many times you can quote the episodes the one from that book or comic you’ve read more times than you can count) think about how much you resonate with them how they’re like a mirror image to the way you see yourself how they empathize with pieces of your soul in ways that a real life human cannot how they feel like a representation of you you see so much of yourself in them and you love them so much so why can’t you love you too? if you can find it in you to look past their flaws and see gold shining in their cracks maybe you can do the same for yourself after all if your favorite character is a reflection of you, and you love them more than words can say maybe its possible for you to love you too
(cc, 2020)
!!IMPORTANT!!
I know this is normally the first time I am actually kind of mad at this kind of shit. But I just had to let it out for now
Listen. About the NSFW requests people request in other writers inboxes such as @ensemblestarscafe receiving 2 NSFW requests from one or two anons. Normally we assumed that it was a troller. Now trollers who do this kind of shit let me say this. People aren’t going to think this is funny because they have things they are for sure uncomfortable with. And it sickens me to see people think this kind of shit is funny without even knowing the person itself. Anons who dont read the writers rules. I would suggest reading the rules NOW, because we writers are not going to be writing everything you want, because we have FEELINGS and we are HUMANS. Not to mention we have our RIGHTS to deny the request. I am pretty sure the other people who have spoken themselves said this many times. I assure you we will NOT repeat it once more. Once again, ONE LAST TIME. We writers are HUMANS. Not robots. Nothing that is inhuman. We are humans, that means we have our own feelings and thoughts. Keep in mind the people who have their own blog. It is their OWN blog not yours. I would prefer not to treat them like they serve you. I just wanted to spill this out because I am tired and angry of this kind of shit that people think its so funny but no it isnt because people have their own things that they are comfortable with and not comfortable with.
Thank you for listening.
- Akari ~ <3
So I've redownloaded mystic messenger a few days ago and maaaan the nostalgia really got to me;;;;
Here are a bunch of sketches I drew lol it was super fun to draw some of the characters again / for the first time~
i decided to draw a stained glass piece representing the twins for their birthday :’) hbd to them both
some notes on the ideas behind it are in the tags
Omg everyone who suggested knew what they were doing. Your art never ceases to amaze me 💝
saeyoung in white cherry, please?????? he'd SLAY
Omw to the club actin like a slut 💅
!!! Feel free to suggest any with any characters!
(Mystic Messenger preferably)
soft prompts for couples who aren’t together yet
hugs that last a little longer than they should
immediately looking at the other after telling/doing something funny in hope to see their smile
making playlists and mood boards for the other
trying to learn about the others interests
continuously denying others who think they are together
“no we are not together!! … at least not yet…”
finding similar fictional characters who shares the other one’s MBTI and enneagram type
trying to know little things about them by observing
always giving the utmost attention to the other if they are in a crowd
associating random things with them
getting matching key rings
hanging out together often
I choose to believe that MC took the picture this time and any time it's the boys with MC, Vandy took the picture for them.
Highly hc Vanderwood moves in with the boys and MC
VANDY BEING PART OF THE CHOI HOUSEHOLD???
THE TWINS HAPPY TOGETHER????
WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE
Some might say it's foreshadowing, I say it's the fact that he needs validation and needs to feel seen so he drops so many 'hints' about his life.
Saeyoung:
I’m so mysterious nobody knows anything about me
Also saeyoung:
literally has a username titled “Hacker God”
It is a known fact by the entirety of the RFA that he hacks shit for a living when he could easily pretend he has a regular (((legal))) IT job but noooo
Claims everything to do w his job is a secret but will constantly drop hints about how dangerous it is and will even go into story tangents about his various adventures whenever he feels like it
Talks about a hacker group that constantly chases him, making it very clear that he does ILLEGAL SHIT
Hell even invites them to the party
Openly only uses cash
Speaking of cash, makes a shitton of it somehow
Again, he openly admits he’s a hacker!!! Hackers don’t do that!!! They say they’re a techie for some random firm, or something else entirely!!!! They’re not this open!!! If saeyoung were really so secretive, only V would know mfs a hacker and everyone else would think he works at some start up or something
Makes it very clear hes not in a normal work environment? Pls it screams “illegal secret agency” omg
Admitted to running away from home and having a brother the moment someone asked him
Will tell you his thinly veiled allegorical dreams about his origin story whenever he feels like it (mother cat and brother cat dream, the pirate ship and planet one, etc.)
“Why didn’t you feed us, mother cat? Oh well, if it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have gone on so many adventures” pls
After playing all the routes leading up to his, the only surprise in his backstory would probably be the prime minister thing and his name tbh
There's a quiet love hidden in the question, 'Did you eat today?'. It's like a whisper in the dark. A whisper going..
'I hope you ate today, I hope you know I love you. I love you. I love you...'
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
TW Saeyoung walking in on you c//ting
~Post type: Short story~
Author’s Note: Please be safe, this story includes mentions of Self Harm, blood and possible depression.
Please do not read if any of those topics are upsetting or triggering <3
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You promised yourself you wouldn't do this anymore
You promised. But yet, you couldn't stop yourself. One moment you were brushing your teeth and getting ready for bed and the next you were reaching into the all too familiar tin in the back of the bathroom cabinet. You stopped yourself for a second; what would you say if anyone saw you right now? They'd probably ask you why.
Why? You didn't know. It was just.. Something you did sometimes. You just needed the slicing pain to know you could still feel pain. Almost as if you needed to remember there wasn't just happiness in life. But no, that wasn't it. It was because you felt deep down that you didn't deserve the happiness. You took out one of the thin razor blades and placed it against your thigh, just high enough to be unnoticeable unless you were naked. You took a deep breath, closed your eyes and sliced. You hissed and went in again, slightly higher this time. Two was enough, you told yourself. You rinsed the blade and placed it back in the tin, tucking it away back in the cabinet. Just as you were grabbing a cloth to clean up the thin lines, now with beads of blood popping up and trailing down, you heard a knock at the door. "Honey, you've been in there for a while," You heard Saeyoung say through the bathroom door. "Are you getting dressed all nice just to sleep? Or did you have something else in mind?" He was teasing. "Oh, um no I-I'm okay. I'm just... Cleaning up." You stammered, trying to stop the bleeding, but the beads kept returning. "...I'm going to come in, is that okay?" He said, a serious tone in his voice. "Um, just-" You tried to say, holding the cloth under cold water, trying to wash off the blood and use the cold to stop the bleeding. You looked over at the door, noticing you forgot to lock it. Just as you were about to reach for the knob, the door slowly swung open. Guiltily, you pulled up your pajama bottoms and held the cloth behind your back. "Hi." You said, cheeks flushed and hands behind your back. You were sure you looked guilty, but you still tried to act normal. "Honey, what happened? Are you okay?" He said, cupping a warm hand against your cheek. "Um I..." You started. He kissed your forehead, and seemed to spot the cloth behind your back. "MC," He said, gently reaching for the cloth. He rarely ever called you by your name, only reserved for serious conversations. You didn't fight him, and handed it over. "What happened?" He was calm, but you could tell in his eyes that he was worried. "I... I'm sorry." Was all you could muster. You started tearing up. "I'm so sorry, Sae." "Hey. Come here." He wrapped you in a hug. You laid your head on his chest and could hear his heart drumming away in his chest while his shirt was getting more and more wet with your tears. He tossed the cloth in the sink and held you, both tightly and gently. "I'm sorry. I wasn't going to do it, but it was habit, and- And I just wasn't strong enough not to. I'm so sorry." You sobbed, grabbing the back of his shirt. He could figure it out from your ramblings what had happened. "It's okay honey, you're okay." He stroked your hair, and slightly rocked side to side, holding you close. "Do you need to be cleaned up?" "I don't know, that's what I was doing when you came in but..." You said, sniffling and trying to calm down. "Okay, hold on for a second," He bent down, and lifted you up, placing you gently on the small counter behind you. He placed a soft kiss on your lips, and tucked your hair behind your ear. "While I clean you up can we talk for a bit?" He talked quietly. "Yeah." You said, taking a deep breath. "Okay, where is it?" You wiggled your bottoms down, so he could see the- still bleeding- cuts. You turned away, ashamed at the wounds. "So," He started, grabbing the cloth and wringing it out so it was only damp. "What happened, My Love?" "I just felt a random urge and I figured I'd done it before without getting caught... I told myself just this once and then never again." You said, turning your head to look at him. He gently wiped the cuts and the blood around them. "Tell me if I'm hurting you, okay?" He said, rinsing the cloth and wiping your legs again. "Okay...” He nodded, urging you to continue.
“Anyways, I figured I needed to." You closed your eyes, not able to meet his. "You needed to? Why did you need to, baby?" "I needed to remind myself that there's more than just happiness in life." You felt ashamed to admit it, feeling your eyes filling again. "Can you look at me for a second?" He said, placing the cloth over both wounds and pressing it firmly. You opened your eyes, and tried to blink away your tears. "You're right. There are things other than happiness and love in life." He smiled, bitter-sweetly. "But that doesn't mean you have to feel all of it. I told you before and I'll say it again, I don't ever want to let you be in pain. Especially not because of me. When we first met, you told me that you wouldn't be in danger because of me. Do you remember that?" You nodded. "So, I don't want you to feel like the love that I give you needs to be evened out with pain, okay?" He kissed your cheek and wiped your tears. "Okay." He picked the cloth up off of your leg and grabbed bandages from the cabinet. You spotted the tin at the same time he did. You looked away in shame. You heard the rattling of the tin and the small bandage box. You looked back at him, his hands holding only the bandage box. He carefully unwrapped a few and gently placed hem on your leg. You noticed his tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth, as he always does when he's focusing. After he placed the bandages, he lightly fluttered kisses around your wounds. When he placed the box back in the cabinet you noticed the tin was gone, but you didn't see where he'd moved it to. He helped you pull your bottoms back up and wriggle off the counter. "Are you feeling better?" He said, lifting you in his arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. Nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck, you nodded. "Good." He carried you back to your shared room and placed you carefully on the bed. "I'll be right back, okay?" He said, kissing your forehead and stepping away from the bed. You almost asked him what he was going to do or begged him to stay next to you. But you were too tired to press, and you figured you knew what he was doing anyway from the way his pocket rattled. You could just wait for him with your eyes shut. After a few minutes, you stirred back awake to feel the bed dip. "Sorry to wake you up." He said softly. You just turned to face him and nuzzled in closer. "S'Okay." You hummed. "I love..Sae.." You said, drifting back to sleep. "I love you too, Honey."
I know I’ve been on a bit of a hiatus but I’m hoping to come back and post more. Unfortunately I lost the drafts for the requests that I’d worked on from before and I'm a little overwhelmed with the requests. So I’m going to clear my requests, and open them back up. I’ll accept.. 3 for now.
I also have some short stories I’ve done during this break time and will be posting those at some point while I work on the requests.
<3<3
This no longer stands and I would LOVE for people to talk about all chapters of YTTD with me
Quick reminder(? New information?) to those of you who follow me,
I like Your Turn To Die and I dont mind talking about it, but I havent played 3B yet so just please dont send spoilers :)
Im trying to play it asap but Im trying to wait for the website traffick to die down a bit.
Even native English speakers make mistakes!
You're going above and beyond in a second/third language and I think that's awesome!
To all writers whose first language isn't english, please never apologise for making mistakes or for not getting it perfectly at first.
Do you realise how wonderful it is for you to speak another language ? For you to put so much effort into writing in a language that isn't yours ? Honestly bravo, thank you for your dedication and all the energy and time you put into this.
Keep in mind that mistakes are a part of the learning process and only mean you're getting better at it !
eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.
the "sorry my follower added that comment to your post" cake is arguably the rawest and most brutal reaction image on this site. like that's your follower. they followed you one day because they liked your posts. you're not even mutuals, they're your follower, you're their shepherd, you might as well be jesus to them. and then they embarrass you by posting cringe, so you grab them by their little pencil neck until their eyes bug out of their skull and parade them, tarred and feathered, through the town square, then drop their sad shitty body on OP's doorstep and paternalistically apologize on their behalf. all for the love of clout. every time i see that cake i get the impression that I've just witnessed a public execution for the crime of drawing a countryhumans gijinka of the country russia as an anime boy with his midriff coyly exposed, and the person dropping the blade on the guillotine is the accused's own dry-eyed father. It's riveting. I hope that image never goes away.
On November 21, 2019, I had written in my diary, "I wish to glow up".
Watching girls that look like the soft winter snow falling like breadcrumbs, with faces that would put Aphrodite to shame- I wanted that; hair flowing like the quiet river when it's about to meet the sea- I wanted that. Because all my life I was taught to want that.
The magazine covers that lay around, stacked on top of each other in the drawers of my heart, had these women. The movies that I was in love with, advertisements and billboards, made me feel like I was stuck in the hour, physically so far- could never meet the bar. I saw myself as a ruin, a battlefield of scars, an abandoned city- yet filled with ghosts. A city that badly needed reconstruction.
So I took the 'before' photos because we have learned to divide life into pieces- before this and after that, as if life is big enough to be divided. And every Monday I said to myself, now is when you begin, start now. But I could never be like those girls- girls that feel like the morning dew, like sunshine breaking through the forest, those girls that fall like the soft winter snow. I was still the city, the ghost town that badly needed reconstruction.
But, did they ever teach you about the ruins of Giza, Coloseum and Konark, how the Great Wall is falling apart but is still Great? Tell me how beautiful the river looks when it's slashing through the mountains, not caring for beauty or grace, how her conviction is what makes her beautiful. Or how Aphrodite was never really the goddess of beauty. All she believed in was love and her love is what made her beautiful.
I did not worship my city until I realised that for hundreds of years, they have been trying to find the lost cities of Atlantis and Dwarka. I finally realized that I never needed to glow up. All I needed was to love myself and my beautiful city.
And so do you.
-Ritika Jyala, transcript from Don't glow up
I had written this piece when I was 15 and my poetry style has evolved a lot since then. But it's good to pay homage to my earlier works and learn how I can grow further. Last year, I posted a short video for this poem on my channel, here's the link if you're interested.
Vanderwood! Jaehee! Either of you could literally just punch me in the face and break my jaw, and I would just say thank you 🥺💕
Please accept my love 💕💕
“I’m sorry about him, as we appreciate your affection we will NOT be resorting to violence. Thank you for understanding. Oh, and we all love you too.”
Guys
I think I've fallen more and more in love with Saeyoung every time Gureishi posts.
Turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you.
✧ — Summary: It’s winter again, and Saeyoung doesn’t want to forget you anymore.
✧ — Pairing: Saeyoung x Reader (reader uses she/her pronouns)
✧ — A/N: For darling @cafedanslanuit’s 8K event! CW: reset theory.
I.
Where do you go when you’re gone?
The snow is finally melting, and Saeyoung holds your hand just a little too tight. You are solid: steady and certain as you tug him along behind you, rushing into the crowd like you don’t know how easy it would be to disappear.
A whole season, this time—the longest the universe has ever let him keep you. You pause before stepping off the curb and fix him with a dizzying grin.
“Are you ready?” He hears echoes of the versions of you he’s already known in the way you ask him this: like you’ve said these words before; like you might remember the answer.
He isn’t ready. He sees all the times he’s met and then lost you swirling in the slush at your feet and finds it hard to meet your eyes. Will tomorrow be the day he wakes up alone in the bed, sheets tucked in like you were never there in the first place?
It is impossible that one day you can be muscle and bone and the next only smoke in the air, but Saeyoung knows by now that possible and impossible mean nothing at all when you love someone who’s always leaving.
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sometimes I wanna reply “bitch me too” to my mutuals posts but I’ve never talked 2 them so they might not see it as friendly joking so i just dont
Hi guys, I apologize for being gone for so long. I’ve had so much stress the past couple months and it’s really only gotten worse. I’m really struggling to pay my bills and I am unable to work anymore and I’m not really sure what to do..
I started a Gofundme page in hopes to get a bit of relief in my current situation. I would never normally do this but my monthly bills just went up and I can’t pay them on my own;;
If anyone could spare change or even just share this around it would mean the world to me <3 thank you.
LINK TO PAGE IS HERE
Not to call out the Sally Face fandom but
TRAVIS 👏🏽 PHELPS 👏🏽 IS 👏🏽 NOT 👏🏽 WHITE 👏🏽
stop whitewashing Travis in your art, he is very clearly a person of colour. Just because he’s blonde doesn’t mean he must be white!
this is the money bear. reblog to keep your 2021 filled with great wealth and fortune
Hate to break you out of the stupid imaginary world you live in, but since you seem to have forgotten, V is KOREAN. Skin tone is important in this culture and you would be considered too dark for their beauty standards. He really wouldn’t have looked at you twice.
Oh, fuck off